This is a merge of my 'Wanderer' blog that tells of two years of my three years on the streets, and a new blog that tells of my life after the Diocese of Winchester ripped through my life for for the last few years on top of the previous serious harm that left me homeless
This is a day to day blog of my life as I continue to survive, work on recovery and on the social problems that I have and try to come to terms with limitless traumas I have survived along the way.
This blog is in tandem with my blog about my experiences in the Church of England

The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.

Here are my books, which I wrote for you if you would like to know more:

Wednesday, 25 June 2014

Wednesday morning

Good morning,
Last night I litterpicked the sea front, there was a lovely sunset and a warm breeze.

well I slept eventually and woke late and groggy,
my dreams were strange, I dreamed I had my old car and was in Dorset, that there was no petrol in the car and I was going to borrow some from the lawnmower can but I couldn't remember if the car was petrol or diesel.
Then my brother and his wife and children were there, and the wife looked pretty and happy, unlike real life, and the children were all going to Disneyland with their grandmother, and they were packing their toys.
Then I woke up, funny dream, especially as I have not been relying in 5HTP for the last few nights.

I have the drop-in, and a swim today and possibly housegroup this evening, I haven't much by way of domestic tasks to do, just a quick hoover and wash the kitchen floor.

I think this is the last day of sunshine, so the beach will have a break for a few days after today.

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